DIRTY ENERGY

World carbon emissions will reach 37 billion tonnes in 2018, a record high.

Coal, oil and gas fired electricity generation are dirty energy: they overload us with carbon which is killing the world. We seem unable to stop it

At last, there is some turning away and focus on renewable sources which don’t permanently damage our world. 

I saw an exhilarating TED presentation on Costa Rica’s progress towards the elimination of dirty energy sources. 

That little Central American country generates over 98% of its electricity from renewable sources. It plans to be carbon neutral by 2021 just over 2 years away!

We MUST talk this talk. Our children must be taught it at school – they must bring it home and persuade their families to bring about change.

There is still some fracking about. It needs to stop: 
Go solar, stop coal power stations, use the wind. 

Ex Africa aliquid semper novus: there is a new industrial revolution growing from the grass roots. They can’t wait passively for the electricity infrastructure grid to reach them. The power stations and lines  needed will take at least 9 years at a capital investment of $ billions. Can’t see African governments spending that sort of money on their peasants.

So this is what’s happening: the peasants are doing it themselves! Simple cheap ($150) off-grid solar kits are being supplied – enough to power electric light and charge a cellphone. They pay back over 2 years.

There are bigger models which can power fridges,water pumps,  tv’s; all the modern utilities of the First World.

Every household a proud producer as well as consumer of energy,” 

Instead of spending $27 billion  on kerosene, candles and batteries they can empower themselves. Government support becomes unnecessary, communities will flourish and look after themselves.

And it is all CLEAN ENERGY.

If peasants in Africa can do it, so can we!

It is inspiring to see these amazing wonders from the Third World!

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Vriend verlang *

by Lidi de Waal

ek wil graag ń bietjie op jou stoep vertoewe
my kaal voete op jou koffietafel sit
saam met jou kuier tot die dag min raak
sien hoe jou groot ou akker mooier raak
in die laatmiddagson
ek wil tot binne in die skemer praat en praat
of net sit en luister
sonder om te hoef probeer minder dom
of meer slim wees
sommer net daar sit en myself wees
saam met jou wat net jouself is
ek wil so graag weer ń bietjie
op jou stoep kom sit
Lidi de Waal is a South African artist and poet. You can follow her on Facebook. She writes simple, everyday spoken Afrikaans that cracks the nut.
Her artwork is distinctive and interesting.
*This poem was untitled – I gave it my own title

Gandy of the Golden Curls

 So Gandy left us on Thursday.

I thought I heard a click of his claws on the floor,

And thought of him, going through the door

On his way to join Malcolm and Moo.

 

A perky even frisky fellow, not quite a gent.

In fact quite a scruff, curly and unkempt

In a laddish, charming way.

 

Frolic was his second name;

Good company and well behaved,

Whenever he came to stay.

 

The skip in your step and hop on the bed

Gave birth to grins and forgiveness of sins.

Thank you for all the comfort and joy,

We are  poorer without you dear old boy.

 

 

 

The Deliberate Termination of Life

(Be warned: you may be horrified and disturbed by this article. It’s about abortion and execution. Maybe you should skip it?)

 

I read a recent report on the execution of a murderer in South Dakota. The wife of the murderer’s victim said it was a peaceful and sterile death, not like that of her husband who died in a pool of blood with his head bashed in.

The murderer had been serving a life sentence for attempted murder and kidnapping when he killed a prison guard in an attempted escape. The appeal process had taken seven years.

In the same online news website there was a report from a woman who had an abortion at the age of 16. Her outrage was directed at the doctors who were clinical and distant, when questioning a sixteen-year-old to confirm that she didn’t want to continue the pregnancy. She felt that wasn’t simply unkind, it was cruel, so the law on abortion should be changed to unchecked abortion on demand.

That stirred some sort of turmoil in me.

I believe in the death penalty, just not the inhuman delay between sentence and execution. Some murderers cannot be rehabilitated and need to be removed from society. Imprisonment is cruel and costly. It is not right that society should be forever burdened by the cost of prisons.

Soon (if not already) it will be possible to monitor every persons’ movements. Everyone will need a permanent unalterable identity marker in order to transact any business, access the internet or enter buildings.

Vicious criminals could have this identity revoked and be restricted to isolated regions; (Mars comes to mind). If they defy the restrictions they could be taken out by armed drone guards. They would have to regulate themselves and produce their own food and produce to sell for a livelihood.

Thieves and perverts can be electronically marked so that everyone knows them as such and they can be prevented from entering specified areas.

 

The thought of unchecked abortion on  demand for sixteen year olds fills me with horror. I am not against abortion. There needs to be some interrogation and education involved. Surely getting an abortion is more serious a thing than buying a puppy?

What I am against is free and easy abortion – Vegas wedding chapel type abortion options:

  • Your surgeon/abortionist could be an Elvis look alike and champagne will be served to celebrate your freedom to be fucking stupid again!
  • Would you prefer an abortifacient that induces abortion. (Abortifacients for animals that have mated undesirably are known as mismating shots – how cute!)
  •  or a suction curette to cut and suck it out?
  • Every third abortion is free through Eezy Abortion Clinics

Mind you, I am not against sterilization of the irresponsible and castration of rapists either.

Just as well I didn’t become a judge!

 

A Patriot

I spell the word with a capital letter. A Patriot to me has always been a person worthy of the highest praise, possessed of the highest virtues.

Until yesterday, when I saw the title of a photograph in an exhibition that I visited with my daughter. It was one of a series of photographs depicting the “unite the right” rally in Charlottesville, USA. The picture was of a bearded older man in camouflage, clutching a rifle with a sort of blank fervour in his eyes.

I am conservative, a white male (oh dear!) with, I hope, a modicum of balance and perspective. But I didn’t like that label, nor could I criticise it. I talked with my daughter, a teacher, about it. I mentioned that I had once written about the need for the institution of learning about the cardinal virtues and the need for iconic models for our youth and that my view had been criticised. What virtues could beat Courage, Prudence, Temperance and Justice, as proposed by St Thomas Aquinas?

courage  temperance prudence (2) justice for one side

She responded obliquely in the way of the New Age; not contradicting but offering a different viewpoint. She felt that diversity was the key and that inclusiveness and tolerance would yield a good basis for future societal foundations. I felt my gorge rise with hot words of … watering down values and standards to reach a common denominator that would suit all which would not be a standard at all, which was the fault of liberal democracy and… and …  

But I stifled them, stumped by the thought that she was probably right and that I was a dinosaur, out of time and that my steam would be obsolete and silly.

Anyway Hitler, Mussolini, Stalin, Mao Ze Dong, Pol Pot and Robert Mugabe were probably Patriots too!